Chapter 6
*~!~The New Camp~!~*
Rattler got up from her seat and walked to her mom, ignoring the threats and warnings of all the adults. When she finally reached her destination at the front of the bus, she quietly, but furiously, said, "Hello, mother."
Rattler's mom looked up at Rattler, her glare was dark. "What do you want?" she barked.
"Why did you become a cop?"she replied, in an angry voice. "You didn't even tell me!"
"I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, I WILL NEVER HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU, AND I DON'T NEED YOUR CONSENT!"
"WHY DID YOU BECOME ONE?" Rattler repeated.
"BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID TO YOUR BROTHER!"
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I NEVER WOULD HAVE DONE IT IF HE DIDN'T ASK ME TO!"
"WHY ON EARTH WOULD HE ASK YOU TO SHOOT HIM?" Rattler's mom asked angrily, but tears spilling over onto her cheeks.
"BECAUSE THAT DAMN GANG THAT HE USED TO HANG WITH MESSED HIM UP SO MUCH, ALL HE FELT WAS PAIN, EVERY TIME HE TOOK IN A BREATH OF AIR! HE TOLD ME ALL HE WANTED WAS TO DIE! HE DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE, BECAUSE OF ALL THE PAIN HE WAS IN!"
"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT CUT HIM! THE BLOOD WAS FOUND ON YOUR SWITCHBLADE!"
"WHY WOULD I KILL THE ONE PERSON THAT CARED FOR ME?!"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A PSYCHO! THAT'S WHY!" her mom screamed at her, shaking in rage. Everyone stared at the mother-daughter conflict. They had never seen or heard one like this in a while.
"YOU BITCH! YOU LEFT US! ALL WE HAD WAS EACH OTHER! I'M NOT THE ONE THAT'S PSYCHO! YOU ARE!!!"
"HOW DARE YOU!" her mom screamed. She stood up and slapped her. Rattler just looked at her mom in surprise and resentment.
"No wonder we were better off without each other." She slowly trudged back to her seat on the bus, her mom staring at the ground with tear-stained cheeks.
Rattler sat down and stared angrily out the window. She couldn't believe what her mom just did. First, she hit Rattler in the head and knocked her unconscious, second, she slapped Rattler. What next? Stop the bus in the middle of nowhere and drop her off? She glanced up at her mom, who was still standing. Tears started to roll from her ice blue eyes, down her cheeks, and into her lap.
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A day and a half later, they arrived at their destination. The tents, showers, and offices looked exactly like Camp Green Lake's, but there was grass on the ground. And there weren't any holes to be seen. Anywhere.
"We're at ANOTHER juvenile camp?!" Tank asked, disappointed.
"Yes," replied Mr. Sir. He escorted the 15 teens to the tent they would be sleeping in.
"Mr. Sir... What about all the counselors?" Mercedes asked.
"They're attending to either Squid or the Warden at the moment. You'll all see them again soon." He left and an attractive woman in about her early 20's came in excited in the room.
"Hello!" she happily said. "I'm the counselor of Tent-CGL!" She had straight, brown hair that went halfway down her back with platinum blonde highlights. She had forest green eyes, and a retainer on her bottom teeth. She had a white shirt that had 'Kristy' airbrushed in blue on the back and 2004 on the front left pocket.
"Is your name; Kristy?" Rattler asked, pointing to the name on the shirt.
"No. I killed the girl who owned this shirt. My name's Rachel," she replied expressionless. Then she smiled at the looks of their faces. "Kidding! Yes, my name's Kristy." Everyone sighed with relief, but something was still worrying Rattler. 'Will Squid make it?'
A/N: sorry if that totally sucked! Lol, more surprises to come, I guarantee! At least I hope! Thnx for all your support! Plz r/r!!
*~!~The New Camp~!~*
Rattler got up from her seat and walked to her mom, ignoring the threats and warnings of all the adults. When she finally reached her destination at the front of the bus, she quietly, but furiously, said, "Hello, mother."
Rattler's mom looked up at Rattler, her glare was dark. "What do you want?" she barked.
"Why did you become a cop?"she replied, in an angry voice. "You didn't even tell me!"
"I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, I WILL NEVER HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU, AND I DON'T NEED YOUR CONSENT!"
"WHY DID YOU BECOME ONE?" Rattler repeated.
"BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID TO YOUR BROTHER!"
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I NEVER WOULD HAVE DONE IT IF HE DIDN'T ASK ME TO!"
"WHY ON EARTH WOULD HE ASK YOU TO SHOOT HIM?" Rattler's mom asked angrily, but tears spilling over onto her cheeks.
"BECAUSE THAT DAMN GANG THAT HE USED TO HANG WITH MESSED HIM UP SO MUCH, ALL HE FELT WAS PAIN, EVERY TIME HE TOOK IN A BREATH OF AIR! HE TOLD ME ALL HE WANTED WAS TO DIE! HE DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE, BECAUSE OF ALL THE PAIN HE WAS IN!"
"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT CUT HIM! THE BLOOD WAS FOUND ON YOUR SWITCHBLADE!"
"WHY WOULD I KILL THE ONE PERSON THAT CARED FOR ME?!"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A PSYCHO! THAT'S WHY!" her mom screamed at her, shaking in rage. Everyone stared at the mother-daughter conflict. They had never seen or heard one like this in a while.
"YOU BITCH! YOU LEFT US! ALL WE HAD WAS EACH OTHER! I'M NOT THE ONE THAT'S PSYCHO! YOU ARE!!!"
"HOW DARE YOU!" her mom screamed. She stood up and slapped her. Rattler just looked at her mom in surprise and resentment.
"No wonder we were better off without each other." She slowly trudged back to her seat on the bus, her mom staring at the ground with tear-stained cheeks.
Rattler sat down and stared angrily out the window. She couldn't believe what her mom just did. First, she hit Rattler in the head and knocked her unconscious, second, she slapped Rattler. What next? Stop the bus in the middle of nowhere and drop her off? She glanced up at her mom, who was still standing. Tears started to roll from her ice blue eyes, down her cheeks, and into her lap.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A day and a half later, they arrived at their destination. The tents, showers, and offices looked exactly like Camp Green Lake's, but there was grass on the ground. And there weren't any holes to be seen. Anywhere.
"We're at ANOTHER juvenile camp?!" Tank asked, disappointed.
"Yes," replied Mr. Sir. He escorted the 15 teens to the tent they would be sleeping in.
"Mr. Sir... What about all the counselors?" Mercedes asked.
"They're attending to either Squid or the Warden at the moment. You'll all see them again soon." He left and an attractive woman in about her early 20's came in excited in the room.
"Hello!" she happily said. "I'm the counselor of Tent-CGL!" She had straight, brown hair that went halfway down her back with platinum blonde highlights. She had forest green eyes, and a retainer on her bottom teeth. She had a white shirt that had 'Kristy' airbrushed in blue on the back and 2004 on the front left pocket.
"Is your name; Kristy?" Rattler asked, pointing to the name on the shirt.
"No. I killed the girl who owned this shirt. My name's Rachel," she replied expressionless. Then she smiled at the looks of their faces. "Kidding! Yes, my name's Kristy." Everyone sighed with relief, but something was still worrying Rattler. 'Will Squid make it?'
A/N: sorry if that totally sucked! Lol, more surprises to come, I guarantee! At least I hope! Thnx for all your support! Plz r/r!!
